"Sister Qianqian, I always thought that you were a smart person. Who would have thought that you would be so stupid."
Ruan Xiaodie looked at her strangely. "Am I that easy to fool?"
"I'm not lying to you," Sang Qianqian said calmly.
Ruan Xiaodie's eyes were filled with pity. "Sister Qianqian, what do you want me to say about you?"
She waved at the bodyguard who was carrying the child. The bodyguard stepped forward and handed the child to Ruan Xiaodie.
She took the small baby and looked down at him. She reached out and pinched his face. "What a soft face."
She must have used quite a bit of strength because the baby who was sleeping soundly in the swaddling clothes suddenly started to cry loudly.
Sang Qianqian's heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand. "Xiaodie, this is an adult's matter. Don't hurt the child. He's innocent."
